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Lonesome Suzie |
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Never got the breaks |
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She's always losing |
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So she sits and cries and shakes |
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It's so hard just to watch her |
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And if I touch her, |
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Oh poor Suzie |
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I'm wondrin' what to do |
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She just sits there, hoping for a friend |
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I don't fit here, but I may have a friend to lend |
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Maybe I mistook her |
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But I can't overlook her |
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Must be someone |
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Who can pull her through. |
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Anyone who felt that bad |
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Could tell me what to say |
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Even if she'd just get mad |
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She might be better off that way |
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And where is all the understanding |
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I know your problem |
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Can't be that demanding |
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Why is it she looks that way |
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Ev'ry time ev'ry time she starts to cry |
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Oh lonesome Suzie |
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I can't watch you crying no longer |
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Baby if you can use me |
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'n-till you fill just a little bit Stronger, baby |
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I guess just watching you |
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Has made me lonesome too |
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Why don't we get together |
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What else can we do? |
